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Show 156 FORTY YEARS AMONG THE INDIANS. Notwithstanding our loss and sore feelings we found much on the trip to amuse and entertain us. Two of us were Missourians Dafney and I, the other two were Yankees. The settlers along the route were mixed, some Missourians, others eastern people. The question generally was, shall we stop with a dirty Missourian or a stingy Yankee ? We finally agreed to take it time about as much as possible. Various signs were put up along the road to attract the attention of the traveler, one I remember read something like this: '' Bran, coal, pies, hay, whisky, eggs and other fruit." CHAPTER XXV. Martin's Cruel Treatment of Us Baker's Kindness Our Journey Home Reception by our Families Our Claim against the Government. WE expected to get some assistance from a man by the name of William Martin, whom we were acquainted with. He had been at Provo merchandising, but had moved to Denver. On arriving in Denver and meeting Martin, we told him our situation. He very readily said we could have what we wanted, and asked how much we would need. I told him twenty- five dollars would answer. It was about noon and he said, " Wait and have some dinner, then you can go on. He stepped out but returned in a few minutes, ask-ing, " Whose fine mules are those under the shed?" I replied, " They are ours." |